seek her

Jing Shu remained silent. In the past two years, she also tried to hire security personnel, but she didn't dare to hire bodyguards to lure wolves into the house easily. She was afraid that Ji Linjiang would put people around her to watch her everywhere, just like Xiao Weng. In the end, she put her suspicious It was classified as persecution paranoia, after all, at that time she thought Ji Linjiang was dead.

The bodyguard was afraid that she would think too much, so he hurriedly added, "Miss Min, you don't have to worry, Assistant Ning explained that we will withdraw when the dust of Ji Linjiang's sentencing is settled, and we won't be here for a long time."

After a long while, Jing Shu accepted Song Sipu's favor. She sent a message to Song Sipu to thank him, and then said to the two bodyguards, "Customers will be afraid if you stand here. My store is short of employees. How about Do some work for me, and I will pay you separately."

The two bodyguards looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Lao Cheng said, "It seems that it is the right choice to win over Song Sipu as a guarantee. Brother Dong is right. Song Sipu eats the soft but not the hard. If he is weak, he will be weak, and if he is strong, he will be strong. It's so bad, with him helping to fight against Ji Linjiang, we can still take a breather."

Jing Shu nodded, "I'll buy something and go to the hospital to see him later."

She doesn't object to Song Sipu arranging someone to come over. In the past, she might think that Song Sipu was spying on her, but he just finished the operation yesterday, and he arrived at the hotel in time to give her a chance to get rid of Ji Linjiang. For some reason, Jing Shu somewhat let go of his grudge against him, and vaguely felt his rare kindness.

Jing Shu changed into a long-sleeved black T-shirt that was one size larger, wore long, looser jeans, and wore a transparent gauze sun protection clothing. She let her long hair fall down to cover the mottled hickey marks on her neck and the ambiguity behind her ears. The traces still seemed not enough, so she tied a silk scarf again, put on sunglasses, and wrapped herself tightly, without revealing those traces at all.

Bought some fruits and supplements and went to the hospital. Maybe Song Sipu knew more about some things. About Ji Linjiang's execution and sentencing, Song Sipu should know something, even more than Jin Yi. After all, Jin Yi's father wanted to Protecting him, kicking him out of the case in almost all directions, preventing relevant information from reaching his ears, she didn't want to implicate Jin Yi, after all, the deeper the situation, the more dangerous it would be.

At this time, Assistant Ning said to Song Sipu in a low voice, "That child has not eaten or drunk these two days, and is very stubborn. He only knows how to cry for mom and dad. It is useless to threaten or coax him. He just refuses to eat. If it goes on like this, I'm probably going to starve to death."

Song Sipu sat on the bed and read a book, indifferent for a long time, "Bring me here."

Assistant Ning immediately made a phone call and asked someone to take the child to the hospital quietly.

Assistant Ning hung up the phone with an ugly expression on his face, "I've been watched very closely these past two days, even my wife and children, Mr. Song, if you want to use this child to do anything, do it quickly, Ji Linjiang doesn't have much patience!"

Seeing that Song Sipu didn't speak, Assistant Ning said, "It seems that Min Jingshu doesn't know that Dingdong is in our hands, and Ji Linjiang didn't let her know. If she knew, it's likely to be a falling out."

"Has your wife and children been arranged elsewhere?" Song Sipu asked.

Assistant Ning nodded, "It's settled properly, but I'm just worried that Ji Linjiang will be caught by surprise. He has a deep heart. Even if your grandfather is in charge, he will not be easy to deal with. I didn't expect him to really start with me."

Song Sipu flipped through a page of the book, didn't answer, and heard someone hurried in from outside, "Mr. Song, Min Jingshu came to visit you, and said thank you..."

With a "snap", Song Sipu frowned and closed the book, "They said I was resting, no see."

"Everyone is at the door..."

Song Sipu quickly lay down.

When Jing Shu walked into the ward carrying a fruit basket, Song Sipu was lying down and resting wearing a black blindfold, with the quilt neatly covering his chest, as if he was in a deep sleep, with his face slightly facing the wall.

Jing Shu quietly put the fruit basket on the table, sat down beside the bed, and asked Assistant Ning, "How is his injury?"

Assistant Ning said politely, "It's not in the way, I need to rest, please miss me."

Jing Shu sat quietly for a long time. Seeing that Song Sipu couldn't wake up for a while, her eyes fell on the documents beside the pillow. Book "The Social Contract".

The bookmark is slightly scrolled, and it looks like he often flips through books. She knows he loves to read, but she didn't expect to go through so many things and still maintain this habit. Jing Shu said in a low voice, "Thank you for what happened that night."

Assistant Ning said, "Miss Min doesn't need to thank us. We didn't come for you. Mr. Song has been waiting for so many years just to wait until Ji Linjiang appears. It's just a coincidence. Don't think about it."

Jing Shu heard the meaning in the words, she quietly got up and left.

When she was gone, Song Sipu lifted the black blindfold, "Have you left?"

"gone."

Song Sipu carefully sat up again, lifted the quilt and took a look. He was lying too fast just now, and the wound was bleeding again, so he frowned slightly.

"Mr. Song, why are you hiding from her?" Assistant Ning whispered, "Since you can't avoid her, then be tough on her and let her not get your ideas. When she approaches you, she just wants to use your help. She deals with Ji Linjiang."

Song Sipu said nothing, sat up and threw away the quilt with a big movement, gently pulled the blood-stained gauze, and was about to say something.

Just when Jingshu remembered that she forgot to hand over the red envelope, she politely prepared a red envelope for visiting a doctor, so she turned back and went to the ward, and saw Song Sipu sitting up.

As soon as Song Sipu looked up, he saw Jingshu standing at the door.

He frowned slightly.